Moonlight Serenade Page #5

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Well, facts are facts,

Mr. Hill.

These people you love have made

a series of financial mistakes,

and this little ambush that

David has set up here for us

won't change that or the negative impact

it will eventually have on your stock.

Which you have

no qualms profiting from.

David, please.

This is not an ambush,

Mr. Holden.

- No...

- This is an invitation.

I'm here simply to invite you

to consider our approach,

to think as we do.

It's easy to focus on

the mistakes of the past.

But we believe the changes we've made

make us strong for the long term.

The question is whether you have

the foresight to believe it.

- Have a great day.

- Yes. Thank you.

An invitation.

Thank you, David.

Who is that man?

Terrence Hill.

Oh.

Uh, as in...

Hil-Co.

What happened?

He stuck up

for his company.

I can't figure out why David

is hell-bent on protecting them.

He's jealous.

You're young, you're single,

you're attractive,

and soon you'll be

twice as rich as he is.

- Come on.

- Shall I call for takeout?

No, no, I'm gonna grab

something later at home.

I don't want

to stay here too late.

But we're making

good progress, don't you think?

Yes, I suppose we are.

Good. Have a good night.

You go to my head

Like a sip of

sparkling Burgundy brew

And I find

the very mention of you

Like the kicker

in a julep or two

The thrill of the thought

that you might give a thought

To my plea

casts a spell over me

Still I say to myself

Get a hold of yourself

Can't you see

that it never can be

You go to my head

With a smile that makes

my temperature rise

Like a summer

with a thousand Julys

You intoxicate

my soul with your eyes

Though I'm certain

that this heart of mine

Hasn't a ghost of a chance

In this crazy romance

- Oh, you go to my head

- You go to my head

You go

To my head

I should go.

Why? Because we

almost kissed?

We didn't almost kiss. We were just

in the moment of the song.

It's nothing personal.

Oh, come on.

Everything is personal with you.

Oh! Is everything

so simple to you?

"That's a waste of time".

"It's personal".

Does everything become black

and white when you have money?

- Can you tell me that?

- I guess I tend to think in absolutes.

My life isn't

like that, Nate.

Well, tell me

what it's like, then.

No, thank you.

Right.

Is there anyone you can tell?

- Huh?

- Fine.

I'm in love with somebody

who doesn't love themselves,

so it makes it hard

for them to love me.

And every day, because I love

this person, I lower my expectations

until just getting him

to sit upright and be alert

is... a really good day.

Actually, I think

I know how that feels.

Yeah, of course you do.

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